Chapter 589: Dan Temple, Xue Huayu
Chapter 589: The Temple, Xue Huayu
Shua shua countless voices sounded, in the sect, streams of light streaked across the sky, and countless high-level escape lights streaked across the sky. For a moment, colorful beams of light came one after another, and fled to the vicinity of the Martial God Altar.
There are already many chairs here, and the divine sense scanned countless chairs, enough for everyone to sit.
The peak masters of each peak have already arrived, and at this moment they are drinking tea on the chairs and talking about the performance of their disciples later.
Although they know that the position of the Holy Son is not for the disciples sitting in their seats, it is still necessary to let the sect master see their hard work in teaching during this period.
"Disciple, let's go sit over there."
Ye Qingyao's white wrist took Su Changge's hand and went to a crowded place to sit.
After Su Changge sat down, he looked around and saw that all the people in the sect had come, including Bing Yu, Du Sihai, Xu Youzong, Gu Qingge... and their disciples were sitting behind them.
Glancing sideways, he saw that behind Lv Wanhong, Hu Han, Wang Wei, Sikong Tu, Huang Jiulong, Zhang Zongbao and the other five were sitting, as well as some high-level officials from Tiantai Peak and the Zhou family of Huang Qishan.
On this side, behind Huang Qishan, there was a large crowd of people from the Huang and Lv families. At this moment, they looked at Huang Jiulong from time to time, with admiring eyes, expecting him to show his prowess later.
"Oh my god, what should I do!" Huang Jiulong shivered, and his pants were wet.
He was wearing a mask all day, and his face under the mask was red and hot, as if he had been splashed with boiling water.
Because he was both shy and anxious, and was afraid that he would be embarrassed when he saw the real genius, so he had to wear a mask to cover up. In addition, there was another more important reason! That is - to cover up the panic on his face!
Lv Wanhong felt his transparent eyes sweeping over him, and his face suddenly sank, and he scolded: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a powerful boss?!"
Su Changge responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are very powerful, I am so scared!"
"Huh!" Lv Wanhong turned his face away.
Behind Gu Qingge, Zhongli Yaoqin's eyes secretly fell on Su Changge, and she couldn't move away for a long time.
Why is your voice very familiar, just like an older brother?
Is it you?
She thought about it for a long time and wanted to go up and talk to him, but she didn't have the courage.
"Senior brother."
At this time, Ji Chenyu and Zhongli Yunshang arrived.
Su Changge responded with a smile, saying, "Well, sit down."
Soon after, Ye Lingshan also arrived, came to Su Changge, bowed and said, "Senior Brother Su."
"Sit next to me." Su Changge waved his hand.
After all, they were in the same team, so it was natural for them to sit together.
Ye Lingshan was very nervous and puzzled, wondering how Senior Brother Su could make her a saint.
Shui Hongyao and Ye Qingxuan arrived after a cup of tea, greeted each other, and sat next to Ye Qingyao.
Not a moment later, the void was volatile, and millions of sword immortals, hundreds of thousands of land sword gods, peerless swordsmen, mortal swordsmen, and quasi-saint-level figures entered one after another.
Du Yun and Du Qianqian followed them.
And behind Du Qianqian, Guo Yunxiang followed like a shadow, looking at Huang Jiulong with complicated eyes, wondering whether it was him.
Zhang Kedi, Zhan Lu Jiuxiao and others also entered the venue one after another soon after.
After a few breaths, a wisp of Quasi-Saint Qi emerged, and a burly figure came straight to Su Changge, called him "Big Brother", and then sat nearby.
"Is that Zhao Tianyin, who has become famous recently? This aura... is a rare genius."
"Yes, I heard that he was still unknown a few months ago, but now he is already in the middle stage of Quasi-Saint..."
Many Quasi-Saints looked at Zhao Tianyin, and the look of fellow practitioners appeared in their eyes.
At the 106th seat behind Du Sihai, Chu Xue looked at Su Changge and sweated faintly. She didn't know that there were so many hidden strongmen in the sect before. Now that they are all coming, can Senior Brother Zhao Tianyin deal with it?
There were also many people from the Temple of the Gods in the field, all of them were noble alchemists.
Suddenly, a man rushed out from the seat in the temple, took two steps at a time and ran to Su Changge, and knelt down with a thud.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Senior, I was blind before and offended you. I give you a slap!"
The man's face was pale and sweaty.
Su Changge looked at him for a long time before he recognized him. Wasn't this Xue Huayu who had competed with him for a private room in the black market before? He remembered that he was very cool at that time.
"Did you finally remember me? Please spare me!" Xue Huayu was trembling all over. He learned from many alchemists stationed in Taixuan Dao Sect that today was a martial arts competition for the hidden sects. He wanted to learn more, so he came here.
As a result, I suddenly saw a familiar face just now. I asked someone and my goodness, it turned out that the person was the closest disciple of the master of a peak?
Su Changge almost forgot about this person.
He was too lazy to pay attention to such a character.
Then he said: "One is not enough, go to the side and kowtow a hundred times, then slap yourself a hundred times, and then get out of the sect, I will pretend that this did not happen."
"Yes, yes, I will do it right away, right away!"
Xue Huayu hurried to the side and knelt down in front of everyone, kowtowed to Su Changge, and slapped himself at the same time.
Fortunately, the other party did not treat him as a person, otherwise it would not be a shameful thing.
A group of senior temple officials were relieved when they saw this scene. Although Su Changge couldn't practice, he couldn't afford to offend the quasi-sage with his back. Fortunately, Xue Huayu knew the current affairs, otherwise he would have waited until Su Changge recognized the situation. 눕놛, let Zhao Tianyin take action, the consequences are unimaginable.
While thinking.
On the other hand, he suddenly noticed that the sect leader had not arrived yet.
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Sutra Pavilion.
Lin Wudi is here to report on the affairs of the Imperial Clan.
"Mr. Xu, regarding the marriage, the Imperial Clan said that they will come over in a few days to see how Chang Ge is doing, and then make a decision. Due to the Terminator issue, everyone is speeding up their training, so it will take some time. 꿂, I guess the martial arts competition will be over by the time I come here 깊.”
After hearing this, Mr. Xu smiled and said: "It will take a few days. After all, marriage is not a piece of cake. Go ahead and host the martial arts competition."
While speaking, he took a scroll from his body and said: "These are the rules of the martial arts tournament that I have carefully considered. Please read them to everyone."
"Here."
Lin Wudi responded and disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the void fluctuated, and 놛's figure appeared above the Martial God Altar.
Seeing the sect leader arriving, the scene immediately became quiet.
Lin Wudi unfolded the scroll and looked at it for a moment, cleared his throat, and said to everyone in the direction: "First of all, special restrictions have been set up on the Martial God Altar. If the disciples who come up are killed, they are not really dead, even if the main body is killed. The explosion is not a real death, but after the explosion, the body will be teleported to the stage in an instant, unscathed, just like a dream. "This is because the Terminator is coming, and the sect cannot lose it in vain. Combat power, so Mr. Xu made new rules. You must know that it is not easy to cultivate an Immortal King. If one of them dies prematurely, it will be a huge loss.
The rules of martial arts competitions were not like this in the past.
The tournament itself is to enhance the overall combat power of the sect to fight against the Terminator in the future, so naturally these combat forces cannot be allowed to die. Mr. Xu had thought of this rule a few months ago.
"Wow, this is good!"
"Resisting is not a real death. I can attack without any scruples and explode with 100% strength!"
Many disciples cheered.
Lin Wudi looked at the scroll again and said: "The next part is about the competition system of the martial arts competition."
Everyone hurriedly pricked up their ears to listen.
"In this competition, there is no time wasted in the preliminary rounds, semi-finals, and finals!"
"It's the most primitive, oldest, and cruelest rule. It's the finals!" Lin Wudi said loudly, and explained: "I will explain in detail. The rule is that whoever wants to be the first to come up will be the first to come up." One comes up, and then whoever dares to challenge 놛 will go on stage. If he is beaten away, it is considered a failure. The first person will be defeated until he is challenged. The person who defeats 놛 can dominate the stage like 놛. Until he is challenged, the one who is still standing on the stage in the whole sect is the Holy Son, do you all understand?"
Everyone nodded in unison: "Understood!"
"That's good!" Lin Wudi took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Now I declare that the martial arts competition will begin!"
Just after he finished speaking, 놛 suddenly noticed that Huang Jiulong was wearing a mask.
His eyelids suddenly wrinkled.
Then he coughed and shouted from a distance: "께Huang, I once told you that masks are not allowed in the martial arts tournament. You must show your true face. Take off your mask!"